Once in awhile I'll get an odd burst of creativity and decide to make something. It's generally something I sew, like a purse or a meatball throw pillow, and they're fairly simple creations. Some are better than others. They're usually for myself or given as gifts.

But where's the dividing line between "oh, wow, you MADE this? That's neat" and"how long do I have to hang onto this %#&?"
Well, I'd like to think the %#&? that I've made is at least functional, if not camera ready to be picked up by the Martha Stewart collection for Kmart. You could at least use it twice, get some choice mustard stains on it, then relinquish it to use with lemon scent Pledge or wiping down your Tercel. Rags are very functional.
But I found the dividing line. It's right here: Kraftomatic and it's fantastic. If you're bored and have a sense of humor for the silly and ridiculous, click away!

After a few months of haphazard planning, I'm launching this thing. Some people start a blog for their epic travels, their favorite hobby or craft, or their embarkation to a new career. Since I don't have one sole topic to zero in on, I present to you: the whole shabang.

When I was a little tadpole, my teachers summoned unto me: you will be a great writer. Or, she is a great writer. Or, she will have a rockin' career plush with Pulitzers and Nobel prizes. Or, she's great because she never talks so I've got a 1 in 25 better shot at not having a nervous breakdown this year.
Either way, the main point here is that my teachers really thought I was the cat's pajamas. My report cards were an effigy of an prodigal superstar.

Somehow my shine for academia wore off in my later years; grades seemingly inversely related to number of friends. (Only a little bit kidding.) As high school kicked in I became innately "normal" and gradually my writing fell off.

But even being out of practice and having no centralized topic for this blog, methinks you'll like it anyway. Either way, figured I'd put it out there, because sometimes you bite the bear.